"Yes, you have all been deceived. Don't forget that your Shan was raised by Long Chen."
"Tuzhi told you that we are a terrible ghost tribe. These are all lies."
"Tuzhi wants you to die to deal with your fellow immortals, but the immortals just want you to live forever."
"I am here to bring you back to the Immortal Clan. You will all become immortal and strong men. You will no longer have to be oppressed by the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. You will become the real wolf clan, not Long Chen's dog clan."
Li Chengdao spoke sincerely every word, and the leader replied that he believed it in his heart.
The woman next to me was a little scared and said, "Will you die if you become an immortal?"
Li Chengdao looked at the woman, smiled, and said: "Who said you are dead? I just help you drain the human blood and replace it with the blood of an immortal."
"You feel your neck, is it healed already?"
The woman touched her neck again, and the wound opened by Li Chengdao just now was indeed healed.
"Okay? Really okay?"
The woman felt incredible. Such a terrible wound was actually healed?
The leader Daqi hurriedly touched his neck, and the torn wound was indeed healed.
"It's actually... it's true."
The leader Daqi saw such a magical thing for the first time and couldn't believe it was true.
"Immortals, they are indeed immortals. We are a clan of immortals. We are truly a clan of immortals."
The leader Daqi smiled excitedly.
Li Chengdao raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling Da Qi not to be too excited.
"Chief, Long Chen has lied to people for too long, your people may not believe what you say."
"If you do this, lead your tribe to the north, keep going north, and then the people from the fairy tribe will come out to greet you."
"After passing the Hera Pass, there is a fairyland. Once there, there is endless meat to eat, endless wine to drink, and countless beauties."
Li Chengdao took advantage of Da Qi losing his mind and tempted Da Qi to go to the ice field voluntarily.
The leader replied to Qi Gui's mind and immediately agreed: "Okay, I will take the people with me."
Li Chengdao then said to the two women: "There are still handsome young men there, and you can also live the life of an immortal."
The two women were very excited.
"Chief, how many people are there in the tribe now?"
The leader replied: "There are 40,000, 40,000 people, and more than 500,000 cattle and sheep."
Li Chengdao was secretly happy that 40,000 people per tribe were enough to do business.
"Okay, tomorrow you take the tribe to the north. Don't tell them in advance. Otherwise, if the news is leaked, Long Chen will definitely send people to hunt him down."
The leader replied: "Don't worry, Immortal, I will never leak the news."
Da Qi had made up his mind, and Li Chengdao felt that he could leave.
"Okay, I'll wait for you in Wonderland."
After saying that, Li Chengdao disappeared in a flash.
In the darkness of the night and Daqi's eyesight, Li Chengdao seemed to disappear out of thin air.
"The immortal is gone."
The woman looked around and said in surprise.
The leader sat down and murmured to himself: "I actually met an immortal. It's really...I became an immortal."
The two women also said: "Chief, we have also become immortals."
All three people were very happy.
The leader Daqi suddenly lifted up his skirt and took off his pants.
"Okay, it's actually okay."
The leader replied that he had suffered a life-threatening injury many years ago. He wanted a woman to drink with him every night, but he couldn't do anything.
Because he is bad.
Now, his life is actually better.
Da Qi completely believed that Li Chengdao was an immortal.
Who can heal his injury except the gods?
"Come here you two!"
The two women passed by, and the leader Daqi began to act wild.
...
Li Chengdao came out of the tent and returned to the high ground on the river bank, silently watching the group of prey.
He perfectly bewitched the tribal leaders and easily gained 40,000 people.
The cool night wind blew by, and Li Chengdao sat down cross-legged to practice.
The next day, before the sun rose, the leader Daqi came out and ordered all the tribesmen to march north.
Many people don't understand, saying that there is no need to go north because the river valley is rich in water and grass.
The leader answered the question and led the tribe slowly to the north.
After confirming his intention to march north, Li Chengdao immediately looked for his next prey.
Only three such tribes are enough.
...
Yanmen Pass.
Long Chen was sitting in the empress' room. Ziyun and Miaoyin were playing chess in thin clothes. The empress was only wearing a gauze skirt and was sitting nearby watching.
Three mature women were sitting next to them, and Long Chen was very energetic at work.
He picked up a memorial, which was sent by Gongsun Ming and was written on thin paper.
General affairs in Jinling City were reported to the capital, and people were sent to deliver memorials to Emperor Yuwei and Emperor Xingwan.
For important matters, the flying eagle will send a message to Yanmen Pass and report directly to the empress.
The empress was tired of reviewing the memorials, so she asked Long Chen to do it for her.
Long Chen was actually very annoyed with this kind of reviewing documents, but there was nothing he could do about it. The empress said she was training him to be the emperor.
Speaking of this, Long Chen would be ungrateful if he didn't do it.
Gongsun Ming reported on the recent important events in Jinling City, especially the rice harvest.
This year, the weather in Nanliang is good, the rice harvest is very good, and the supply of military rations to the north has exceeded expectations.
This was an excellent thing, and Long Chen felt very good after seeing it.
Then looking down, Long Chen frowned.
Gongsun Ming said that there was a problem in ordnance manufacturing because raw materials were difficult to purchase and prices had risen a lot.
"how so?"
Long Chen felt very strange.
When the empress heard Long Chen's words, she turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ziyun turned around and glanced at Long Chen, and said with a smile: "I'm probably greedy for your body."
The empress patted Ziyun lightly and scolded with a smile: "That's nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll tie you up and let the brat take care of you."
Ziyun smiled and said: "Don't, I was hurt badly by you last time."
Long Chen ignored their jokes and continued: "Gongsun Ming said that the raw materials for ordnance armor are hard to find and the prices have increased. It shouldn't be. Could it be that someone secretly bought the raw materials?"
The empress knew there was something fishy about it as soon as she heard it. She immediately got up and walked to the case and took the report from Long Chen's hand.
The empress only wore a golden thin shirt. Long Chen was sitting on the couch, and the empress was standing in front. Long Chen raised his head, feeling tall and majestic.
"Does it look good?"
Throwing a chess piece over, Miaoyin asked with a smile.
Long Chen coughed dryly and looked away.
The empress put down the report and said: "It's weird, ordinary people don't buy these things, only the imperial court buys them. Who is robbing the imperial court?"
There are only two types of iron: military and agricultural.
The annual demand for farm tool forging is about the same, so it is impossible to suddenly compete with the imperial court.
Like other materials, it is impossible for private demand to suddenly increase.
"I also find it strange. Someone must be secretly purchasing a large amount and let Gongsun Ming investigate the matter thoroughly."
Long Chen immediately wrote a letter and sent it in the name of the empress.
The shadow guard received the letter and immediately flew an eagle to pass the message to Jinling City.
"Are you worried about the ghost clan sneaking into Jinling?"
The empress guessed Long Chen's thoughts.
Long Chen nodded and said: "Yes, the ghost tribe lacks weapons, especially the soldiers of the Martial Saint. They only have swords, spears and spears in their hands, and no bows, crossbows, shields and armor."
"We actually had a big advantage last time. Our weapons and armor were better than theirs."
"If the Martial Saint suffers a loss, he will definitely find a way to make weapons and armor."
"The Eastern Zhou Dynasty is very strict, while the Western Xia is poor. Only Nanliang is the easiest. Nanliang has many things in the east and west, and our control is insufficient."
"If I were a Martial Saint... I would..."
Long Chen closed his eyes and imagined what he would do if he were a Martial Saint.
